Every step further toward her feels more like walking into a fever dream. The air here is heavy... thick with that unmistakable, suffocating scent of rot. I can feel the crimson veins on my skin pulsing harder today. Is this my destiny, or just a shadow cast by someone else's blooming? I have to keep moving. I have to know if there is a 'me' beneath all of this. #TheLandsBetween #SeekingOrigin #WillToLive